People in the Alliance, Time Management Master

"I'll drink it!" But just as he was about to put the blue potion back into his bag, Syndra hurriedly called out to him again.

The girl carefully took the bottle from his hand, then closed her eyes and began to gulp it down.

The thick liquid flowed through her mouth, slid down her esophagus, and finally fell into her stomach, its indescribable, unique smell instantly taking over her mind.

A moment later, the bottle was completely emptied, and a drop of thick liquid clung to the corner of the girl's mouth.

“I swallowed it all…” she said proudly, panting.

This left Mu Bai speechless.

I have to say, she truly lives up to her reputation as the leader of black stockings... even drinking medicine makes her taste so astringent...

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was drinking some kind of white beverage...

"How are you feeling?" Mu Bai suppressed his strange thoughts and asked, "Can you feel your magic power recovering rapidly?"

"Yes, I have some feelings..."

Syndra gently stroked her flat, smooth abdomen, the faint warmth making her feel very comfortable. This medicine is quite good, but there's one small flaw—

“But…it’s so bitter.” She frowned and clicked her tongue. “I feel extremely nauseous right now.”

"Good medicine tastes bitter." Mu Bai nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly remembered that he had a magic weapon to coax children to take medicine—White Rabbit milk candy.

"If you really feel uncomfortable, I have something here that can help relieve the bitterness."

As he spoke, he scooped the candy out of the basin and handed it to the other person.

Is this another kind of medicine...? Syndra looked at the wet little ball in her hand, and without much hesitation, she tore open the packaging and put the contents into her mouth.

This taste...

So sweet...

It's delicious.

Seeing the other person's happy expression, Mu Bai couldn't help but think that the dog system was actually quite good.

This move, this move, is called strategic planning.

On the surface, the seemingly useless blue potion and the super cool waterproof candy are actually great for picking up girls...

"Thank you, Mu Bai." After finishing the candy, Syndra's gaze softened considerably, at least no longer filled with hatred and indifference as before.

"You're welcome." Mu Bai smiled back. "Just rest well with me during this time until your magic is fully restored."

The blue medicine diluted with water isn't as effective; it needs to rest for a few more days, right?

Chapter 5: Living off a woman and keeping a mistress?

Today, Oken didn't go out to do odd jobs, and the long-awaited rest made him feel happy.

The reason is simple: with wealthy guests staying at the hotel, it's obviously easier and faster to make money by focusing on serving them than by doing odd jobs.

He's already figured out how to make money.

Looking at the dishes on the table, he listened carefully to the sounds upstairs while silently counting down the time.

Five, four, three, two, one...

"Good morning, esteemed guest." The moment a figure appeared around the corner of the corridor, Oken immediately put on a professional smile, his tone even filled with obsequiousness.

"Good morning, boss," Mu Bai replied casually, his gaze lingering on the plates on the counter.

"They've taken the bait..." Oken thought to himself, "Looks like I can make a killing today."

"Did you sleep well last night?" He chuckled and made a somewhat unseemly gesture. "You must have been very tired."

Mu Bai shrugged, not answering the strange question, and went straight to sit down at the front desk.

It's a good thing Syndra stayed upstairs and didn't come down, otherwise she would definitely have killed the boss.

That girl's hatred for the Ionians ran incredibly deep.

Do you sell food here?

“Of course!” Oken said with a beaming smile, pointing to the plates on the table. “These are all prepared for you; you can eat as much as you like!”

"Thanks." Mu Bai didn't stand on ceremony and immediately picked up a piece of meat from some unknown animal and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hmm... it's tough and dry, and the taste isn't great either. But given the current war, it's understandable that there's a lack of seasonings.

"Is it to your liking?" Oken rubbed his hands expectantly. He usually wouldn't even dare to think about meat, but now just smelling it made his mouth water.

"Hmm...not bad."

Mu Bai nodded, took a gold coin from his bag and placed it on the table, but it was still a little distance from the other person's hand.

"Boss, do you have a few minutes to chat?"

Oken stared at the gleaming gold coin and said, word by word, "Time is like a woman's breasts; you can always squeeze some out, hehe..."

"A vivid and descriptive description," Mu Bai praised, instantly thinking of a certain girl with blue twin tails. Then, he posed his first question:

Who is the current King of Noxus?

To understand the situation and find the heroes of Ionia, we must first figure out what point in time we are in; otherwise, we will have no idea where to begin.

“Brown Darkwell,” Oken replied without hesitation.

Every Ionian knows of that incompetent and insane tyrant, who launched a war of aggression that spilled blood and fire across this peaceful land.

Everyone wanted nothing more than to tear him to pieces.

"Well, how long has the war been going on?" Mu Bai asked again.

"It's been several years... I can't quite remember."

"Okay. Have you heard of Swain? Or the Battle of Presidium?"

“Swain… I don’t remember. I do know about the Battle of Presidium, though. Was it three or four years ago? It was a great victory; they utterly thrashed the Noxian bastards!”

As he spoke, Oken excitedly clenched his fist, as if his soul had already traveled back to the Battle of Presidium and wreaked havoc on all sides.

"One last question, do you know Irelia? Irelia from the Zan family." Mu Bai toyed with the gold coin, the dazzling light making Oken's breathing quicken.

“Of course I know.” A hint of admiration flashed in Oken’s eyes. “She is now the leader of the resistance in Navoli Province. She is very powerful. The Battle of Presidium was the battle that made her famous.”

"Okay, I understand." Mu Bai took another bite of the hot dish, then flicked the coin between his thumb and forefinger, and it landed perfectly in the other person's hand.

On the surface, it's about buying a meal with a gold coin, but in reality, it's about buying intelligence.

Of course, almost everyone knew this information; it wasn't exactly a secret. But for Mu Bai, it was of extraordinary significance.

With this information, he can roughly estimate the current point in time:

Noxus has been waging war against Ionia for several years, and the conflict is currently at a fever pitch, with the situation extremely tense.

Swain has been crippled in the Battle of Presidium and should be hiding in Noxus's Immortal Fortress plotting a rebellion, but he hasn't started yet.

The old emperor Darkwell has not yet stepped down, and the Trifalli Council has not yet been established. The true power holders in Noxus are still the underground organization led by the "Pale Lady"—the Black Rose.

After years of being attacked and hesitating, most of the people in Ionia awakened and chose to protect themselves with force rather than the so-called balance of power, and the tide of war gradually turned. Large-scale and well-organized resistance organizations formed in most regions.

Speaking of which, Irelia, the Blade Dancer, was just fourteen years old when she participated in the Battle of Presidium. Now, three or four years have passed, so she would be around seventeen or eighteen...

Well, according to common understanding in Runeterra, sixteen years old is considered an adult...

The information was almost sorted out, and the food on the plate was also finished.

Mu Bai picked up the handkerchief the owner had prepared beforehand and wiped his mouth, then said, "It tastes good, make another one. How much?"

"Hehe, three silver coins will do." Oken's smile was bright, but it reeked of money.

Upon hearing this, Mu Bai frowned in displeasure. Three silver coins? Converted to RMB, that's enough for a dozen meals at a restaurant. Isn't this blatant rip-off?

Seemingly sensing the other party's displeasure, Oken quickly added, "Hey, look, where can you buy food these days? All the food I have is from the port..."

During times of war, food is the most expensive commodity.

"Alright, alright." Mu Bai shrugged and took out another gold coin. "Send one up later, and prepare two for noon and two for dinner tomorrow."

Even though it's a bit of a rip-off, I still have to eat it.

You can't just eat your fill and then ignore Syndra, can you?

However... come to think of it, this money was given to Syndra by Kai'Sa. It just feels a little strange to use the hard-earned money that Kai'Sa risked her life on the battlefield to buy things for Syndra...

It's like he's a gigolo who lives off a woman and also keeps a mistress...

"Okay, I'll bring it up to you in a bit." Oken smiled and watched the other person go upstairs.

After tidying up the dishes, he was about to go to the kitchen to cook another meal when several figures suddenly walked into the hotel.

"Welcome...to..."

Oken paused, his face instantly tense.

He recognized the badges on the chests of the three men—

Damn Noxian soldiers!

PS:

My update schedule has been rather irregular lately, with a maximum of two chapters per day. I hope you guys can understand.

One more thing: you can find the group number in the book review section; just scroll down. As for why I didn't post it here openly... well, those who know, know.

Chapter Six: Resistance, Justice, and Victory

"Hey, hey, hey, what's with that expression?"

The Noxian soldier in the lead kicked over a table, then swaggered up to Okun and grabbed him by the collar.

"What, you're not welcoming us?"

"No, no..." The latter waved his hand hurriedly, not daring to resist in the slightest. Even when the other party's spittle splashed on his face, he could only endure it.

"Tch, Ionian coward." The soldier waved his hand, and Okun fell to the ground, knocking over the plates on the table, which shattered. "Get your attitude straight, I'll ask you a few questions and then I'm leaving."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Seeing Oken's submissive and cowardly appearance, the other two Noxian soldiers also burst into laughter, their contempt and mockery evident.